#molly|interaction.

[sunliights]

a continuation from here for @angclnumber

"what?" molly frowns a little at their words. choosing oz hadn't been personal... it had just been easy, unfortunately for them. she rolls her eyes and leans against a nearby tree. "it's not, really. i just knew i could get you out here to do what i need to do. it was all out of convenience, really. i'm sure that you understand."

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @evocatiive​ featuring molly.

molly practically skips off of the stage, offering her usual thanks to the crew before locking eyes with the person she’s really interesting in seeing. “what did you think?” she doesn’t hang around to listen the answer, grabbing for their hand to pull them along towards the ‘green room’. really, it’s a tiny space with water, a few snacks and an old leather couch. “i’m fucking hot,” she complains, t-shirt already being pulled off before they even make it through the door. it’s not a surprise after she’s been hopping around on stage for an hour... but she still has plenty of energy. “it was good right? i’m like... buzzing.” as if acknowledging them for the first time that evening, her eyes sweep slowly over them. “you look good.”

[sunliights]

open to anyone. muse: molly chen. 24 years old. bisexual. she/her. singer and lead guitarist in a band. plot: n/a, molly had a one night stand the night prior with your muse/your muse's roommate/friend etc (she could know them).

"so, where's the coffee kept around here?" molly could be a little more modest but the clothes she'd had on the night prior wouldn't cover much more and so she strolls out of the bedroom in nothing more than her underwear. her fingers comb through her hair to tame it as she heads for the obvious looking kitchen. "oh —  morning too, i guess."

[sunliights]

open to anyone. muse: molly chen. 24 years old. bisexual. she/her. singer in a band. plot: our managers set us up for a duet with me and your band and we hit it off. now they want us to get on tour and i wonder if the fans can tell i’m not faking it when i sing our lyrics during performances and i wonder if they know we sleep in the same tour bus bed and hold hands when no ones looking and how we have to be quiet when we have sex because your band mates are sleeping

hanging around outside of their hotel room is probably a bad idea, and yet molly finds herself knocking on the door and waiting patiently anyway. "c'mon," she calls, lips pressed close to the crack of the door, "people are gonna get ideas if they see me!" and those ideas would be perfectly right.

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @tinkrbell based on this post featuring molly.

"babe — i swear, it's just to generate a little buzz before we announce our next album!" granted, molly knows she has been busier than usual with the PR moves she's had to pull and she does feel guilty about it, but there's little she can do.

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @inferrnos based on this post featuring molly.

"wow —  i pour my heart and soul into a song for you and the best thing you can say is that's kinda gay, babe? isn't that like the whole fucking point?"

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @wutheringdevotion based on this post featuring molly.

glancing up from her phone, molly fixed them with a wholly unimpressed look. she'd started off just scrolling through her social media but now she flipped it so that they could see the screen. a timer, still going, on display. "you've just talked at me for at least ten minutes now, did you know that?"

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @flipsthct​ based on this post featuring molly.

“you... you’re dating someone?” admittedly molly had been away from town for a long time. a two month long tour turned into meeting with a label and starting to write an album. before she knew it she’d been gone for over six months. still, she’d hoped they might abide by the request that she’d made when she left. she couldn’t commit to a relationship then but she was finally home and ready. “i thought you were going to wait for me!”